Photographer Edward Weston’s son Brett (also a gifted photographer) had the unfortunate habit of eating still life subjects—such as the famous peppers—before his Dad was finished with photography.
Learning from my classic photographic history, after I photographed these peppers I locked them away in the basement so that Julian couldn’t get at them. These days, Julian describes himself as an eating machine. So I wouldn’t have wanted to leave my peppers where he could get at them.
The result: wrinkled and slightly disgusting peppers. Old age in vegitables does not necessarily great photography make.
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